One day,
like writing in the sand,
I'll fade away;
that day,
I'll leave you alone,
without a trace.
One day,
when I'm gone,
you'll remember me;
that day,
it'll be too late,
to tell you're sorry...
HBY,
6 October 2019,
11.33pm.
YOU ARE READING
Overflowing
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry I have written throughout the years, whenever my head is overflowing with thoughts and my heart with emotions.
